Gangsta lyrics

[Intro]
I'm, I'm a solid individual
Feel me? I'm a real individual
I'm a gentleman, I'm a great person, uh

[Chorus]
I'm a gangster, chop' banger, opp spanker
Hard body n*gga with a sore trigger finger (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
I'm a gangster, chop' banger, opp spanker
Hard body n*gga with a sore trigger finger

[Verse]
I'm a gangster, send them n*ggas throwin', they going spank you (Grrah, grrah)
Call them n*ggas' mamas, tell them they babies in danger (Grrah, grrah)
Mad man, I be with a whole bunch of mad men
Every n*gga 'round me is the letter before Wagon
Mercedes, tell my n*ggas, "Spin in thе Mercedes"
Don't carе who get hit, just not no mamas or no babies (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Throw it out, dirty up the stick and then you throw it out
Not all in one spot, make sure you break it up and spread it out
b*tchy boy, can't wait 'til we catch you, we gon' get you, boy
I feel like a kid again, this new blackout my favorite toy
I'm tired of this, tired of n*ggas talking like they with this sh*t, ain't did sh*t
Tired of n*ggas talkin' like they with the sh*t, ain't spinned sh*t
Tired of n*ggas talkin' like they with the sh*t, ain't dropped sh*t (Grrah)
Tired of n*ggas talkin' like they with the sh*t, stop it
f*ck a n*gga, buck, nah, f*ck a n*gga, bust a n*gga
Come through, spinnin', spinnin' like a toilet bowl, I'm tryna flush a n*gga
I don't give no f*ck about what you did to that last n*gga
News flash, forty flash, boy, I ain't that last n*gga
Slavin' over, yeah, I know they been stopped sellin' n*ggas
Don't mean sh*t, I'm still comin' through tryna tag n*ggas
Pull up on the kids and police out, but not no other day
Don't take his chain, don't take his money, take that n*gga life away
n*ggas hidin', hidin', hidin', hidin', talk a lot of sh*t
They need to slide, slidin', slidin', slidin', bust they f*ckin' stick
They must be on piseds or something, huh? 'Cause they ain't on sh*t
Yeah, we heard that f*cking snippet, tell that n*gga, "Drop that sh*t"
Men lie, women lie, soon as it drop, we gonna
Men, women lie, but the truth doesn't lie
See my opp, I'm gettin' off, like my exit comin' up
n*ggas claim they from the hood, but we ain't see 'em coming up
Got on a wig and trench coat, they like, "Who that walkin' up?"
Oh sh*t, they're too late, wah-wah
[Chorus]
I'm a gangster, chop' banger, opp spanker
Hard body n*gga with a sore trigger finger
I'm a gangster, chop' banger, opp spanker
Hard body n*gga with a sore trigger finger

[Outro]
I'm a gangster